(A Love Poem for the writers)
If you are young, and drink, or use drugs, you're a fool, if you are old
I suppose, it might do...! Sometimes its takes booze to talk to fools.
The only thing worse than booze, is suicide. It no longer offers pleasure,
Only veils loneliness, and attempts to escape. I drank for
Many years, and then, for many years I didn't, but it
Haunts me, it has its own mind. Drinking starts with a word
And ends with a word. I never could think straight, I
Guess that was the premise of it all. I
Laughed, talked and danced, and was
Never sure with whom. I never
Knew my potential
Until I stopped drinking...!
For my Heroes (all writers and all drunks):
Truman Capote (1924-1984) 59-years old at death
RAYMOND CHANDLER [1888-1959] 71-years old at death
FREDERICK EXLEY [1929-92] 63-years old at death
JACK KEROUAC (1922-1969) 47-years old at death
JACK LONDON (1876-1916) 40-years old at death
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD (1896-1940) 44-years old at death
EDGAR ALLAN POE (1809-1949) 40-years old at death
WILLIAM FAULKNER (1897-1962) 65-years old at death
ERNEST HEMINGWAY (1899-1961) 62-years old at death
HUNTER S. THOMPSON (1937-2005) 48-years old at death
- CHARLES BUKOWSKI (1920-1994) 74-years old at death
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